it's almost been 3 years since my dad passed away, yet it doesn't feel like he's been gone at all. i feel like when i go home from school i'm gonna see him. i get really excited at the prospect, but when i really think about it, he's not gonna be home. he's not gonna be sitting on the couch in my living room, nor reading the paper, and i can't hear his voice, or talk to him about my problems. it just hurts so much. i can't take it. my heart hurts

i get so caught up in my own bullshit that i lose sight of what's important to me. not a day goes by without me thinking of my dad, but when i sit down and actually think about him, all i can do is cry and cry. i miss him so much. i feel like a part of me is missing. i guess that's why the fall semester is always so tough for me, because he's all i can think about. i know that school is where i need to be at for the next two years, but sometimes it's so hard to grasp

had a really awful, and now i get to finally relax and i realize that i have a full week of classes ahead of me....it's gonna be the longest week ever! i can't believe i'm a junior already. it feels great to finally be an upperclassman, but i just really want to be done with school and live my life, without having to worry about my classes or finding someone to eat a meal with. i barely have time to focus on my own personal things. all i can think about is school and how time consuming it is. i just want to be done with school and live in my own place and be able to work a steady job, instead of this bullshit